"we don't have to go crazy tonight..."
taiwan skiing tour groups to japan are cheap. but if u have a lop to visit and end up flying into tokyo on your own....the economics of the trip just went out the window. that was the least of my worries. because as soon as victor and i are in a room, just about everything goes out the window. my flight was delayed, the ride in from narita took forever, but everything seemed to recalibrate as we sat down for our first meal. i woke up with feria drink tickets in my pocket and zero recollection of going to feria. i remember shots at geronimo. and i remember irish carbombs. and i vaguely remember eating when we got home. and with that hangover...i lugged my dignity and two pieces of luggage from hiroo station to ueno to the shinkansen to sendai station to the local train to the sendai airport...only to then take another hour and a half bus ride to mt zao in yamagata prefecture.
the 5 days i was up there....i i destroyed myself daily. physically on the slopes...gastronomically with sodium, and mentally with alcohol. it was an amazing time. food fun friends and incomparable powder. so by the time i made it back to tokyo on thursday night, i was exhausted.
"hey buddy...im a little tired. lets just sit here for a bit."
"ok. hurry up...i'm hungry"
and before i knew it. it was 8am. we had aggressive plans to go biking, swimming, running, shopping on friday. all plans were cancelled as we laid on the couch, watched an iq reducing movie about spring breakers and piranhas while ordering burgers and chowder. we just laid around until josh got in, until we would have to do it again. until we would have to re-do the epic-ness that ensued the previous night. re-do all the high fives. re-do all the "omg i can't believe this is happening". re-do all the "i need this...lets make it epic"....and basically, we did it again (sans powerhouse). till 8am.
burnt ramen kind of made me feel better. the novelty was much cooler for my instagram than the taste. walking around shopping got the adrenaline flowing, just enough to make it home in time to put together a shirt tie and jacket combo for johns japanese wedding after party at the new andaz hotel in toranomon hills. i was still sweating and fatigued from 2 consecutive 8am nights, but only found solace in the free flow yamazaki at the civil get together. they served western food with a kara-age plate. we drank beers afterwards upstairs. and the night ended expectedly early, only to have my body in odd shock. as midnight would be the typical trigger point the past two nights. so we went to eat. and we had sake. and again...i was a couples therapist.
i have zero credibility when it comes to anything really. but when it comes to a social setting, when it comes to conversation...maybe what im able to bring to the table is the ability to push the conversation. to assess the perspectives, run through each choose your adventure option logically....fundamentally....theoretically...and that friendly sounding board is invaluable. i dont preach. i can't, im not sure of myself enough to do that...(as evident when i tried coaching high school football). i dont like being told what to do, so i dont tell people what to do. i believe in the basic iq of my peers to find their own path....and usually they do...tho...some conversations are more frustrating than others...and that's just cause for more drink. so my friendship is two fold. an outlet. and a bad influence. take your pick. GODSPEED.
i almost felt lucky to have to rush back sunday...as i knew my body needed a break. and snow monkeys and onsen would've just been a complete wash. so i rushed back. rested sunday...and tore it up the rest of the week. i'll never learn.
taiwan skiing tour groups to japan are cheap. but if u have a lop to visit and end up flying into tokyo on your own....the economics of the trip just went out the window. that was the least of my worries. because as soon as victor and i are in a room, just about everything goes out the window. my flight was delayed, the ride in from narita took forever, but everything seemed to recalibrate as we sat down for our first meal. i woke up with feria drink tickets in my pocket and zero recollection of going to feria. i remember shots at geronimo. and i remember irish carbombs. and i vaguely remember eating when we got home. and with that hangover...i lugged my dignity and two pieces of luggage from hiroo station to ueno to the shinkansen to sendai station to the local train to the sendai airport...only to then take another hour and a half bus ride to mt zao in yamagata prefecture.
the 5 days i was up there....i i destroyed myself daily. physically on the slopes...gastronomically with sodium, and mentally with alcohol. it was an amazing time. food fun friends and incomparable powder. so by the time i made it back to tokyo on thursday night, i was exhausted.
"hey buddy...im a little tired. lets just sit here for a bit."
"ok. hurry up...i'm hungry"
and before i knew it. it was 8am. we had aggressive plans to go biking, swimming, running, shopping on friday. all plans were cancelled as we laid on the couch, watched an iq reducing movie about spring breakers and piranhas while ordering burgers and chowder. we just laid around until josh got in, until we would have to do it again. until we would have to re-do the epic-ness that ensued the previous night. re-do all the high fives. re-do all the "omg i can't believe this is happening". re-do all the "i need this...lets make it epic"....and basically, we did it again (sans powerhouse). till 8am.
burnt ramen kind of made me feel better. the novelty was much cooler for my instagram than the taste. walking around shopping got the adrenaline flowing, just enough to make it home in time to put together a shirt tie and jacket combo for johns japanese wedding after party at the new andaz hotel in toranomon hills. i was still sweating and fatigued from 2 consecutive 8am nights, but only found solace in the free flow yamazaki at the civil get together. they served western food with a kara-age plate. we drank beers afterwards upstairs. and the night ended expectedly early, only to have my body in odd shock. as midnight would be the typical trigger point the past two nights. so we went to eat. and we had sake. and again...i was a couples therapist.
i have zero credibility when it comes to anything really. but when it comes to a social setting, when it comes to conversation...maybe what im able to bring to the table is the ability to push the conversation. to assess the perspectives, run through each choose your adventure option logically....fundamentally....theoretically...and that friendly sounding board is invaluable. i dont preach. i can't, im not sure of myself enough to do that...(as evident when i tried coaching high school football). i dont like being told what to do, so i dont tell people what to do. i believe in the basic iq of my peers to find their own path....and usually they do...tho...some conversations are more frustrating than others...and that's just cause for more drink. so my friendship is two fold. an outlet. and a bad influence. take your pick. GODSPEED.
i almost felt lucky to have to rush back sunday...as i knew my body needed a break. and snow monkeys and onsen would've just been a complete wash. so i rushed back. rested sunday...and tore it up the rest of the week. i'll never learn.
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